Anal was frozen halfway through the swim, and Zeyitong stepped on the water and snorted, pulling her whole body to the shore.

"You're crazy, how dare you go to the Silver Lake, you'll freeze to death!"

Ze Yitong didn't care about his pants that were wet by the lake, and looked at Anal's frozen black mouth, and tears almost flowed out again.

At this time, there was not much strength to explain, Anar tightly tugged on the black backpack and said with difficulty: "Make a fire...... Roast...... Roast. ”

Zeyitong nodded and placed her in the grass. She knows how low the temperature of the silver lake is, not to mention that Anar is now stiff and can't even get on horseback, even if she can get on the horse, riding back with the wind blowing back like this, I'm afraid that she will fall into the root of the disease, Anar looks like she is not as strong as their herdsman's daughter, and she can't stand the cold, right?

It's easy to say that it's easy to make a fire on the grassland, but it's also difficult to say, and it depends on whether you can find dry cow dung as soon as possible. Today looks like Anar's Good Friday, but it is Ze Yitong's lucky day, she walked dozens of meters away, and found a piece of dry cow dung that is not small, she broke her tears and smiled, carried the dry cow dung in her arms, ran a few steps by herself, and found a few large dead branches by the lake. There are no trees in the grassland, and these dead branches must have washed down from the mountains with the snow water.

She considers herself very lucky, dry cow dung is best to make a fire, it burns without peculiar smell, and has a fragrance, which is the most important fuel for grassland herdsmen. Ze Yitong carried the wind, struck a match, and carefully lit the cow dung, and then set up a shelf on top of the dead branches to facilitate burning. The wood was not very dry because it was wet on the edge of the lake, but fortunately it was still ignited.

When the fire grew bigger and the warm flame roasted, Anal's dark lips were still trembling, but she had already taken the initiative to reach out and get closer to the fire, soothe a little, and took off her leather coat and wrung out the ice water in her hair.

Zeyi saw that it had an effect, so he ran to find more dead branches, and slowly controlled the fire, and the small amount of firewood burned for an hour. Ze Yitong's pants were all dry, and Anal had been soaking in the lake for too long, and his clothes were eight points dry.

Ze Yitong was about to go to collect firewood, but Anar, who already had blood on her face, grabbed her.

"Don't go, the sun is about to set, we have to go back quickly, otherwise your grandma and Mo La will be worried, I'm not cold anymore."

She was telling the truth, although the clothes on her body were not yet dry, but after such a long time of roasting the fire, her whole body was warm, and the chill brought by the lake water had been driven away, and if she rode back on horseback, the clothes on her body should be able to dry under the wind.

Ze Yitong saw that she had the strength to speak, and it should be no big problem, so she put her mind at ease.

After all, she was a twelve-year-old girl, and she was very curious, and now she lost her worries, and when she saw Anar go down to the lake, she asked her what was in it.

Anal smiled bitterly, "I just suspect that I lost it before I lost my memory, there may be a clue to my identity, as for what it contains, I really don't know." ”

Zeyi listened to it and encouraged her to open it and take a look. Anal nodded, unzipping her backpack with trepidation. A bunch of colorful banknotes, which have been completely soaked in the lake water, are exposed, looking like that, I am afraid that there are tens of thousands of Chinese dollars.

Anar was disappointed, Ze Yitong was even more disappointed, and with a gentle pinch of his fingers, all the soaked banknotes were all mushy together, and it seemed that they could not be dried and reused.

Anal saw that her disappointment was self-evident, and nodded her forehead: "Little money fan, more heartache than me, are you very short of money?" ”

Ze Yitong nodded: "Grandma said that Mo La's eyes need to be operated on, and tens of thousands of yuan are enough, if the money is not soaked, how good it would be." ”

Anal hugged her, "What a good boy, come and let's continue to see, maybe there is something of value." ”

She simply flipped her backpack over and emptied all the contents out.

A cap, a pair of women's leather boots that fit the size of her feet, a few packs of compressed biscuits, and the pile of broken bills, all that was there was in this backpack.

No ID, no driver's license, nothing that would confirm Anal's identity. She picked up the leather boots, they were wet, but they were not damaged by the blisters, which showed that the quality was very good, plus a bunch of soaked banknotes, she should be very rich, right? It's a pity that she didn't know Ze Yi's family before she lost her memory, otherwise she could have used the money to send Ze Yitong's Mo La to treat her eyes.

Anar was a little lost, but she didn't think that before she lost her memory, she probably wouldn't know a Tibetan herdsman like Zeyitong's family, for no reason, how could she take money to operate on Zeyitong's Mola?

Caps can also be used, and Anal picked them up, thinking that these are the things she used in the past, and Anal can't leave them behind.

Ze Yitong held the mentality of not wasting it, and carried a few bags of compressed biscuits that had not yet entered the water in his arms.

It was getting late, and they were about to go back, when the sound of horses' hooves was heard in the distance.

Who has so many horses? Anar looked into the distance, and saw a group of black-pressed galloping horses coming from the direction of the snow-capped mountains, all of them in good shape, and where they ran, a strong wind blew down the nearby pastures.

At sunset, the leader of the horse, which was covered in snow white and had no stray hair at all, was so fast that its four hooves seemed to leap into the air, and it seemed to fly on the tip of the grass.

Other galloping horses, brown or black, including the snow-capped mountains looming in the distance, the glittering silver lake in the distance, the green grass, and the orange sunset, all served as a foil to the snow-white horse.

Not only Anar and Ze Yitong, but even the two domestic horses they rode were intoxicated.

That white horse is so good in the whole herd that you can't take your eyes off it!

It wasn't until this group, which was afraid of a few hundred horses, drank a quick drink of water by the silver lake and disappeared in the direction of the snow, that Ze Yitong, who was shocked, came back to his senses:

"Anar Aja,...... What we just saw was, Pegasus—"

Living on the snowy mountains, white and flawless, and fast as lightning, in the legend of horse herding, not worthy of being owned by mortals at all, Ze Yitong was so excited that he sang and danced in place, if it wasn't for the late day, Anal forcibly dragged her to the horse, she suspected that Ze Yitong could go crazy by the lake all night.

………………

I happened to see the "Heavenly Horse" and talked about it in the small yurt for several days, especially Ze Yitong's Mola, who told many legends about her childhood in Tibetan, Ze Yitong acted as an interpreter, and Anar even guessed about it.

For Anal jumping into the lake to find the backpack, even Dunzhu blamed her.

Anal knew that this was Dunzhu who cared about her, but instead of talking back, she laughed embarrassedly.

Hearing that she had not found any clues to her identity, even Mo La comforted her, just to live at home with peace of mind, their family did not lack this ration, and Anal felt that her eyes were hot.

The leather goods that Dunzhu is going to participate in the horse racing conference have already been selected, and the cattle and sheep that are to be sold have been selected, and Anal is surprised by Zeyi's riding skills with the little girl, and he no longer has the intention of not knowing the height of the sky and the height of the earth, and delusionally wanting to win the championship.

But there is no harm in learning more skills, she is still learning riding with all her heart under the whipping of Ze Yitong, a little teacher. In just a month, Anal was able to play a few simple tricks on horseback, and Mora, who was not very good at eye, praised her for her good talent.

"You must have been a girl on our grassland in your last life!" When Mora laughs, all the wrinkles on her face will unfold.

Because the "Chongqin Kado" where the horse racing meeting is going to be held is in the north of Nagqu Town, there are still hundreds of miles away from the pastoral area where Zeyi's yurt is located, and the herdsmen's belongings are used to carrying with them, and there are still two weeks to go, Dunzhu is already moving in Zhangluo.

Their family didn't have a big car, so they had to go to Nagqu Town with the nearby herdsmen.

Dunzhu said that he went to borrow a car, but after a long time, he was carried back by several herdsmen. Anar had been here for so long, and had met several herdsmen in the vicinity, and was amazed to see them come back with Dundup.

It turned out that Dunzhu Ma fell and injured his foot, and these people thought it was a fracture, and they had to ask Mola's opinion and prepare to send Dunzhu to the hospital.

Anal looked at Dunzhu's painful face pale, and her forehead, which was originally healthy, was covered with sweat, and she quickly checked some of Dunzhu's legs. Impression that people with broken bones can't move casually, Anal touched her leg and found that the bones were fine, but the pain was terrible, and I am afraid it was not a simple muscle strain.

Cracks in the bones? This one is going to the hospital for a check-up and filming, Mo La is old, Ze Yitong is young, Dunzhu is in a semi-comatose state, and only Anal, a semi-outsider, is left in this family.

She took some money from Mo La, and the herdsmen took Dunzhu to the nearest hospital.

The nearest hospital, also far away, Ze Yitong held Anal's hand, and Anal's composure made her braver.

Grandma will be fine, right?

Ze Yitong's worries were not until they went to the hospital and took a film, and sure enough, it was a bone crack that Anar guessed, so they put down a little bit.

Dunzhu was lying on a hospital bed with a cast on his calf.

"Horse racing conference, our family can't catch up this year."

Ze Yitong was sullen, it's not that she was unfilial, she hoped that the grandma who had broken her leg would continue to compete, but the originally planned bonus was soaked in the soup - finally this year's mixed men's and women's competition, the prize money was only 100,000 yuan, and Dunzhu's riding skills were famous within a radius of 100 miles, and the hope of winning the championship was still very great.

How long will Mola's surgery be delayed?

How could Anar not know Ze Yitong's thoughts, but her riding skills were limited, Ze Yitong was not old enough to participate in the competition, and the difference in riding skills was not something that she, a beginner, could make up for in a day or two, although Ze Yi's horses were strong, they were just ordinary herding horses.

Unless—at the thought of a possibility, Arnal's eyes lit up.